9 Weeks Postpartum Bump

My weight loss has definitely slowed down.  I am now +25 from my pre-pregnancy weight, which I think is 2lb lighter than at 4 weeks (I haven’t been keeping track super well).  And, it actually depends on when I weigh myself.  I weighed myself before the first morning feeding, and then again after, and I had “lost” half a pound during the feeding.  It makes sense because the babies are each eating 4oz from a bottle at a normal feeding, so if my boobs are producing that much milk then they are eating half a pound of my body weight at each feeding.  (Ahh! that sounds gross!)

I am still giving myself the rest of the month to eat whatever I want, however many cookies and ice cream and whatever that I want.  December will begin the more controlled eating – not dieting, really, but just not eating a bowl of ice cream every day and cookies after every meal.  Although, to be honest, I have started to wean off of junk food anyway.  I generally don’t eat a lot of junk, it is mostly stress eating, but as I become more comfortable with the child care I am feeling less stressed and eating less junk.  That is, on average.  I still have days where I am a complete mess and it’s just a disaster.

Also, I have started exercising a lot more.  I am trying to go on a walk with the babies almost every day.  This is actually a very well-rounded workout.  It begins with carrying them down the 2 flights of stairs, one at a time, in the car seats, along with the enormous diaper bag and whatever else I’m bringing (weight training, toning my arms and legs).  Then I walk for an hour or more, pushing a stroller that I have estimated to weigh 80+lb (cardio with resistance).  Then, when I come home, I have to carry everything back up the 2 flights of stairs, one at a time.  By the time I’m I am sweating and I feel great, like I went to the gym, but instead of going to the gym I got to go outside and spend time with the babies.  Also, my physical therapy exercises are really working out my abs.

When I was thinking about writing this post I wondered if I regretted all the junk food I ate while pregnant.  And I totally don’t.  I’m glad that the last 5 months of my pregnancy I ate whatever I wanted, and I’m glad that I have been doing that so far postpartum, even though it means I have more weight to get rid of come December.  There aren’t many times in my life where I will feel so free to eat whatever, so I am glad I am living it up.  A part of me is sad it’s coming to an end, but another part of me is ready to look like myself again.